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59th ♫ | still I kept on moving right on through the sea – so dark a night that had come over me

VOICETEST CMO FOR NYX SIRIUS/MIRACLE WISH

A voicetest/CMO/whatever for Nyx Sirius, the main antagonist (whoops! Spoilers!) of Starwish Miracle. Once a miraculous heroine herself, her waning belief in the power of miracles lead her to assume the role of a calamitous villain in the hopes of awakening heroes strong enough to defeat her. She poses as the sweet and unassuming Nyx Sullivan in Sidereal Bay and watches over the Miracle Warriors as they hone their strength.

Her quick ref can be found here. Cliffnotes & permissions for meme/cmo/whatever purposes below:

Nyx IS:

A twenty year old cis woman, standing at about 5'6'' with a kind of Gentle Anime Oneesan Sort of build. She has a kind, elegant seeming face with blue eyes and dark purple hair that she typically ties back in a ponytail. When incognito as Nyx Sullivan, she wears a lot of floaty, soft lavender and grey fashions, chunky knit sweaters, mom jeans, that sort of thing, and typically has a paint stained smock on if you catch her at work. As her true self, Nyx is rarely seen outside of her transformed state as Miracle Wish. Imagine something approximately 85% Hatsune Kashiwazaki and 15% Akemi Homura and you've got the right idea.
Gentle, kind and friendly, at least on the surface. As Nyx Sullivan, she presents herself as Just Your Typical Kind, Sweet And A Bit Mysterious Big Sister and very rarely lets people in much further than that.
Ruthlessly cunning and willing to get her hands dirty.
Extremely cautious about letting herself get attached to people
Violently protective of the very few people she is attached to. Yandere Nyx is real and she CAN hurt you.
Absolutely positively going through it, lads!!! She has a terrible inferiority complex combined with some impostor syndrome that, combined with the trauma of seeing her dearest friends die in front of her (even if they came back to life??), has turned her mental and emotional health into total garbage at all times.
Skilled at/knowledgeable about everything the average person can reasonably be expected to be. An accomplished artist and skilled at painting.
Blessed with the powers of 'quintessence' (raw magical energy) and 'miracles'. The latter allows her to completely overturn a situation to her own favor, but only if circumstances are dire enough to class as a 'calamity'.

Nyx IS NOT:

Genuinely cruel, actively malicious or mean-spirited to the average person
Scatter-brained, naive or uneducated
Actually all that evil, despite all her efforts to convince everyone (including herself) otherwise.
Invincible or unstoppable – her control over miracles makes her a formidable opponent but she can be stopped.

'most active' design by mistojen

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[Might I offer you in these trying times a potential monster of the week for Nyx to turn in the form of Jihyun Kim, a gentle, romantic photographer in the process of painfully going blind?]

[ Mornings in Sidereal Bay are quieter than Nyx is used to, but that's not a bad thing. The everpresent drone of the Calamity Kingdom fills her up whenever she spends too long there – you'd think a place so empty would be quiet but the noise digs its way into her every second she spends there. In Sidereal, though, all there is to hear is the ocean and people. That's easier to focus on and it makes it just a little easier to breathe. She imagines in some other life it might have been easy to settle here – to make some sort of home.

For now, all she has is her studio and the pokey little apartment above it. There's certainly worse places she could have ended up, though, and she's not going to be picky. Something too flashy would draw attention and she's doing everything she can to just be an artist wiling her time away and scraping by on selling the things she makes.

She has painting on her mind as she walks around the side of the building to open up the front door – she likes to be painting when people come in. It's a nice sort of image, so long as she has an idea of what to paint. Ideas bubble up and then scatter when she comes around the corner and sees an unfamiliar man just in front of the store. She pauses, just for a moment, before fixing a smile onto her face and making her way over. ]

Good morning! [ Her voice is just as cheery and sunny as the balmy summer morning. ] Is there something I can help you with?

[Fauna is a transforming supervillain-turned-superhero who worked for a cult with an MO pretty similar to Nyx's. Wanna do something with Nyx dealing with a new superhero in town who fights her monsters?]

[Juliet Clay, your typical business student, by which we mean artsy kid forced into the faculty of business administration by well-meaning parents with the usual line of "why be happy when you could pursue a lucrative career path." What her parents don't know won't hurt them, though, and so she can often be found in maker spaces and community centres sketching out or constructing accessories to sell.]

Oh, you're in here again? What are you working on today?

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[It's a lovely day in Sidereal Bay, which makes Fauna's complete and utter inability to find where she's going all the more frustrating.

The fact that she doesn't seem to quite belong here yet is... not subtle, to say the least. Badly-fitting clothes, wheeling a small suitcase behind her, a crumpled paper in one hand with messy scribbles on it... Everything about her points to "there's some shit going on with her". Also, she has fox ears and a tail, but that somehow looks completely natural, like you might not even notice anything unusual about it.

After a moment of staring at the paper, glaring, willing the scribbles to become coherent, she finally just gives up with a sigh and looks around, before spotting Nyx.]

... Um... excuse me. Is there an apartment complex around here...? I was told there is, but...

[She sounds oddly hesitant and nervous to even be talking.]

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[The way the man starts and turns, he obviously didn't see her before she spoke. The dark glasses on his nose and the cane he's holding might hint why not.]

Oh, ah...

[He's on the slender side and soft-spoken, somehow suggesting the delicate even as a full-grown man. Faltering awkwardly, he blinks hard behind his sunglasses as if that can help him make out the woman speaking to him. In the end, he ducks his head a bit and clears his throat.]

Good morning. I'm sorry, I realize it's early. I hope I haven't disturbed anyone. [His line of sight slides towards the front of her studio.] ...Are you the one who works here now?

[ Now that's interesting. He's not someone she's seen around before, she doesn't think – which usually means she's got a tourist on her hands. The way he talks makes it sound like he knows the area...

Well. She'll find out. ]

Oh, there's nothing to apologize for! I was just about to open up anyway, so you're right on time.

[ She slides the key into the old, brassy lock with a satisfying clunk and then turns her attention back to – her customer? That's how things seem to be working out, at least. ]

I've been working here for a while now, yes. Was there something in particular you were coming here for?

[ Oh, this girl has tourist written all over her – or maybe new arrival, given that she's looking for an apartment complex. Nyx's in the middle of sweeping the front of the studio when the girl approaches, but she supposes it's fine to take a break for now. ]

Oh, are you having trouble finding your way? Let me help...

[ She dusts her hands off on her smock before making her way over to Fauna. ]

Do you have an idea of where it is you're supposed to be heading?

Sort of...

[She holds out the crumpled paper, with writing that was... probably legible before the paper was put through god-knows-what.]

I know it's named "Bayview Apartments", and you'll know the right place because it has a big tree out front, but that's it...

[ You know who's in her last year of high school and still lost about what her future is? This gal! What had begun as a work experience credit towards graduation had turned into...well, a kindling for appreciation of art as a whole. Ayla Rosales, secretly known as Miracle Luna, didn't do a lot of the painting, but she ran a lot of the busy work in Nyx's studio, bringing new canvases and paint and helping with the various bookkeeping.

Technically her work experience elective ended a month ago, with the start of the second semester. There's no real reason for Ayla to keep sticking around outside of not breaking the routine she's had for half a year. But there's just...something about Nyx that makes it hard for her to consider leaving.

Maybe it was because the studio, as lovely as it was, felt...lonely.

Or maybe it's because Nyx never talks about friends. ]

Hello? Miss Sullivan?

[ Yes, Nyx has scolded her about formality. But Nyx is obviously the kind of person you Miss and Ma'am!!! ]

I did a coffee run! I got your favorite!

[ Now where was she...? ]

[ You know what every villain needs? Lackeys.

Was it Nyx's raw magical power or her power over miracles that formed Michiru Kiryuu? Or was she created elsewhere, by some other kind of miracle? Or something else entirely, like the darkness of the human heart? Who knows. All that's clear is one day, the girl appeared in the Calamity Kingdom and swore complete allegiance to the Calamity Princess.

She's certainly useful enough - Michiru doesn't let things like emotions usually get in the way of her tasks with gathering energy and creating monsters. But when she returns to the Calamity Kingdom this time, she's walking with a bit of a limp. ]

Princess.

[ She grits her teeth, dropping to her knees, half out of formality and half out of exhaustion. ]

I...appear to have miscalculated. The Miracle Warriors are...formidable.

[ Michiru will be fine. Eventually. But right now, she's still in pain, having bitten off a bit more than she could chew in the name of the Calamity Kingdom. ]

There's definitely plenty of bay to view, at least...

[ Oh, this note is about as useless as it gets, huh. Still, the name rings enough of a bell for Nyx to feel confident enough about where she needs to be going.

And besides. This could be useful in its own way, couldn't it? ]

I think I have an idea of whereabouts it is you're supposed to be heading. Would you like me to show you the way?

[ Ah, here she is as usual. It's rare a day goes by Nyx doesn't see Juliet hanging around her usual haunts – though she always looks a little like she's been caught doing something she shouldn't be doing when Nyx sees her. ]

Nothing all that exciting – just a study of the bay.

[ She says it with a distracted smile. ]

And you?

[ It's surreal, sometimes, how easy it's been to slip into a life and a routine here in Sidereal Bay. Easy enough that if she truly put her mind to it, Nyx doesn't think it'd be all that hard to convince herself that the Calamity Kingdom, the Miracle Warriors, all of it – that it was a bad dream, and someone else's problem. But it's also the only reason she's here in the first place and she owes it to her friends, if no one else, to see this through to the end.

So she lets half a year slip by and gives the Miracle Warriors all the time they need. She can be patient – she can be endlessly patient, if that's what it takes for her miracle to come to life.

She can be Nyx Sullivan until then.

She's in the back room when Ayla makes her way into the studio – it's the place she does most of her work, at least when she doesn't want to be disturbed. She's made little to no progress today, though, so Ayla's arrival feels like the perfect excuse to take a break. ]

I'm just in the back! You can come through – it's a little messy, though, so watch your step.

[ She wipes her hands off on her smock as she calls through and steps back from the canvas. Maybe a few minutes away is what she needs. ]

[ Oh. Now that's... unusual. Nyx still feels like she's in the process of figuring Michiru out, but there's a few things that are reliable constants, at least. She rarely sees Michiru express anything resembling emotion, on her face or otherwise, so seeing in her in such a state – or what passes for a state, in Michiru's state – is a little concerning.

At the same time, it comes with a guilty sense of relief. If the Miracle Warriors are growing strong enough to truly challenge Michiru, then...

Nyx swallows that thought as she crosses the dark, glassy floor of the throne room to stand before her. ]

... What happened?

[ She's a little blunt and to the point as always, but though her tone is level, it's not exactly cold or uncaring. ]

[oh no

she puns

While Fauna's immediate reaction is of course a normal 'no I shouldn't inconvenience her'... The note is, in fact, beyond useless.]

... If it wouldn't be too much trouble, it would probably be best... I'm moving here, starting today.

...Nostalgia, mostly.

[He has a nice, warm smile, absolutely steeping in loss.]

I sold some of my photography here. I haven't been back in a while, so I thought I might take one more look around while I was in town. If that's all right with you, of course. I wouldn't be long.

[It's there beneath the surface of his words: whatever look he takes, it's going to be the last one.]

I've been planning a new bag, that's all. [She sets her pencil down on another set of sketches.] I'm not sure how the cloud shape will turn out practicality-wise, but it's definitely cute. Even if I shouldn't be focusing too much on things like bags because the smaller and cheaper stuff sells better... You probably know better how it goes, right?

It's no trouble at all! We're only about five minutes away from where you needed to be, so you were on the right track, at least.

[ She takes a moment to lock up the studio behind her then gives Fauna a reassuring smile. ]

Welcome to Sidereal Bay, by the way – I'm Nyx Sullivan. And you're...?

I don't know about that. Having a few staple luxury pieces couldn't hurt.

[ And makes her way over to peer politely at Juliet's work. ]

Have you thought about scaling it down for now and seeing how it sells as a coin purse? Just to test the waters.

[She tries not to make her sigh of relief too obvious at that.]

Thanks. I'm Fauna.

[... No last name. And, well, the name she's giving is pretty obviously fake, too. So, there's that.]

Have you lived here long? I don't actually know much about this city yet.

[ Though the days is balmy and summery, something cold stirs in Nyx's chest at that. She's gotten good at recognizing the sorts of people who make good candidates to be turned into one of the Empty and... this man may as well be advertising himself as a potential.

The smile she gives him shows none of that, though – it's soft, warm and a little sad on his behalf. Her voice, too, softens. ]

Of course that's alright. Today's usually our quiet day, too, so you can take as long as you'd like.

[ She pushes the door open as she says so. ]

Would you like to come in? I have a pot of coffee brewing, if you'd like something to drink.

[It's a cloud-shaped design with little stars embroidered on one edge. Well, probably embroidered -- she's got notes saying "studs instead?" at the side.]

I'll think about it. If there's one good thing about business school, at least I'm learning about risk management... even if it's still miserable in there. I swear half my year didn't want to be there either.

[He chuckles, nods, and follows her in, all embarrassed-to-impose.]

Thank you, but please, don't go to any more trouble for me. I'm sure you weren't making that coffee for a morning's random stranger. You're very kind, Miss...?

Nyx Sullivan. [ Said as she steps aside to let him into the studio. ] But please don't feel like you have to 'miss' and 'ma'am' me – just Nyx is fine.

[ It's a small place, even a little cramped – there's storage and work surfaces shoved in every place they'd fit with supplies piled into all the remaining spaces. But one of the walls is practically floor to ceiling windows even in the early morning light, it's a warm and colourful space.

Nyx makes no attempt to hurry him, but shuts the door behind him gently once he's inside. She has an eye on him, trying to work out just what it is about him that makes him seem so deeply sad – but it's too soon to tell. If he opens up and speaks, though, she really might have a candidate on her hands after all. ]

[Gone are the wheels of the train or the whispers of nervous little children, and here stands Simon, glaring at a reflection of himself in the bathroom mirror with a beady, hard-set pair of eyes. His gaze is severe and silent, devoid of any tangible emotion, all of which he unleashed upon the room that he woke up in only an hour prior.

Grace is supposed to be gone, paying for her betrayal in a prison of her own mind, no longer his best friend, confidante, and leader- But void. She is nothing, and yet unbeknownst to him, Simon still defines himself by her original set of rules.

Whereas the Simon of yesterday may have experienced a dreadful bout of panic, this one has gone so far that his first rung of dismay centered around no longer being "King," the true and rightful leader of the Apex, moreso than the promise of dying or the need to eliminate all the others.

His first matter of business is to acquire subordinates. Once he procures the loyalty of a select few, things will work in his favor- Of this delusionall future, he is certain. So he gathers the blond hair that has grown to the center of his back and ties it up in his signature ponytail, then dusting long, messy bangs over his forehead once more. There is something about this old look of his that disgusts him- It's too meek for his current tastes. But people are more likely to trust thee kind of person they don't perceive as a threat.

So he steps outside and into the hallway.]

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SPOILERS FOR THE END OF INFINITY TRAIN S3